A Portrait Of The Aftermath Of Existence

don’t skin the face
of enormous ego

unless you’re prepared
to imbibe from a sea of writhing monsters

leaping from mountaintop to river bed
all true wanderers know how to slither
into the crisp blue of the horizon

(I am trapped in a haze of defiant flowers;
in a flurry of dissolution the bats of anxiety explode from my eyes
and I become the history of the world)

a single moment = eternity

stretching a soul
across the 67 moons of Jupiter

I bear witness to
human creativity

she unfolds before me
like reverse-engineered origami

at the cusp of comprehension
our two curves finally meet

in this mysterious geometry
we call life


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Holding The Bruised Rose Blossoms Of An Attempted Genetic Rinse

Juggernaut Of Yearning

Metaphysical Magic

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